The Wonderment of a Child

The Wonderment of a Child While on my travels, I met a very young child today He let out a yell, as if to grab my attention to play I raised my both hands and smiled, he did the same We both smiled and laughed, enjoying our little game I watched him, all his excitement from everyday things I was amazed at the joy he had, whatever the day brings It brought me back to the memories of my own childhood In that time of not knowing, of all things I misunderstood Growing up with wide eyed anticipation of everything new Hoping for what we wished for, will somehow all come true Not a worry in the world, as we played our wondrous games Lost in a world of our imagination, hoping all remains the same How we lose this fascination of the simple things as we age Struggle of adulthood, throughout the stressors we engage Within all the strifes, the emotional turmoil that drive us wild Try to look back and remember that wonderment of a child